After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

Chapter 217 Academics are not good enough, so I should stay and continue my studies

In early November, cold front arrived.

Wen Jin sat in the car, his eyes fixed on the sycamore trees on both sides of the road.

The autumn wind blows and the leaves fall.

Meet Ye Zhiqiu.

It turns out that it’s been two seasons since she came back.

"Why are you sighing?" Beside him, Shen Xunzhou was replying to a message on his phone. When he heard Wen Jin's faint sigh, he stopped what he was doing and turned sideways to look at her.

There was worry in his deep eyes.

Wen Jin shook his head slightly, and said calmly: "Nothing, I just don't like autumn."

"why?"

"Desolate!" In the previous life, at the Shen family manor, it was lush and full of vitality in spring and summer, but in autumn, a feeling of desolation overwhelmed me. Staying in that manor every day was like waiting for death.

She was like a rose, bright and brilliant when she first married Shen Xunzhou.

After entering the Shen family, a deeply rooted wealthy family, he was gradually worn out by the social interactions, trivialities of life, and the rules of the wealthy family.

Shen Xunzhou was sitting next to him and roughly knew what Wen Jin meant by the word "desolate".

His emotions were surging, and he couldn't hide the pain in his eyes. He lifted her knees and held her in his arms: "Don't force me to do things I don't like in the future."

Wen Jin was stunned!

Before he had time to think about it carefully, Jiang Ge wisely raised the baffle.

"I'm doing something I don't like right now," Wen Jin glanced at Shen Xunzhou's palm that was resting on her thigh.

The tone is neither salty nor bland, but the meaning is clear.

Mr. Shen burst out laughing and shook his head gently: "That won't work!"

"Xiao Jin, this is a couple's hobby," the man said in a doting tone, his voice was persuasive: "Xiao Jin, don't you like it?"

Wen Jin blushed at his teasing: "I don't like it."

Mr. Shen said calmly, as serious as an old cadre: "It must be that I didn't serve you well. Give me a chance tonight and I will improve!"

"Shen Xunzhou, how come you are like a pervert in your life?"

Mr. Shen: "I am a hungry wolf reincarnated. Xiao Jin, you have to pity me."

"You fart..."

The car stopped at the Qiufengyuan parking lot. Shen Xunzhou got out of the car, opened the door and looked at Wen Jin who was sitting in the car like an ostrich. He ignored her silent resistance and said with a smile: "If you don't want to leave, I'll hold you?"

Wen Jin snorted: "It's not worth it."

"You'd better not mess with me, or 674 will be dead."

"The cat is right. If you have any temper, come to me," Mr. Shen put his hands behind his back and watched Wen Jin angrily walk towards the elevator hall.

I went upstairs, opened the door, and looked for 674 all over the house.

Use cat strips and cans to trick it out.

The room was dark, and the lights from the high-rise buildings outside came in through the French windows.

Shen Xunzhou stood at the entrance, taking off his coat, pulling his tie, and unbuttoning his cuffs slowly and leisurely, as lazy as a wild leopard that had just woken up.

He had been fantasizing about this scene for years.

It is obviously an ordinary life, but for her, it is a luxury.

Untying the watch strap in his hand, Shen Xunzhou casually placed the expensive watch on the entrance and stroked the cat's head.

674 blinked her round eyes and looked at him, then looked at the cat can in Wen Jin's hand.

He stretched himself and wanted to jump down to ask for food.

The cat’s head was held down by its own father.

“Meow….”

"Shen Xunzhou?" Wen Jin heard the cat's meow coming from the entrance and called out in confusion: "Is 674 with you?"

“Just ran over there!”

Wen Jin: "Where did you go?"

Mr. Shen lied without changing his expression: "Bedroom."

Wen Jin took the cat tag into the bedroom and searched for a long time but couldn't find the cat. Just as he was about to turn around, the bedroom light was turned off with a click.

The rustling sound of clothes being taken off could be heard at the door.

Wen Jin came to her senses when she was carried to the chest of drawers: "Didn't you say the cat is in the bedroom?"

"Yeah," Shen Xunzhou buried his head in her shoulder and replied calmly, "The cat is in the bedroom."

"Shen Xunzhou........." Wen Jin pushed him in panic.

Are you crazy? What was he trying to do by squatting in front of her in the chest of drawers?

The man held her palm and kissed it slowly: "I will try my best to summarize the experience in one review."

Mr. Shen's voice was soft and numb, with a hint of seduction.

Wen Jin was trembling visibly: "No...let me go."

...............

In the Nanyang Club.

Li Hui lay on the sofa, with his arms on his temples, feeling a little headache.

Shi Jinghong stood by the window with a cigarette between his fingers, and in his mind were scenes of Zhou Ying kneeling in front of Shen Xunzhou.

As the night drew on, the lights along the Nanyang River were turned off one by one, and the buildings were plunged into darkness.

A sigh pulled Li Hui back from his drowsiness: "Tell me, why?"

Why did it come to this? They were clearly on very good brotherly relationship before.

"The ruler is the ruler and the subject is the subject. Have you ever seen a superior being friendly with the people below him? If you are equal to him in ability, it's fine. But if you are lower than him and live under his control, it's not only ignorant, but also creates trouble for him."

"Don't think about it, Zhou Ying's eyesight is too poor," Li Hui said.

Shen Xunzhou endured it this time, but there will be a next time.

To him, this kind of relationship is a waste, which brings him no benefits but only harms.

“Could it be that…?” Shi Jinghong stopped talking abruptly.

Li Hui stood up, holding his stomach and looking at Shi Jinghong: "Be quiet, keeping the Zhou family is Shen Xunzhou's last mercy, do you believe it? If Zhou Ying does something stupid again, it won't be him who will be kicked out, but the entire Zhou family."

Shi Jinghong immediately shut up.

Zhou Ying.....in the final analysis it's all his own fault.

............

Wen Jin almost fell down from the chest of drawers due to exhaustion.

Shen Xunzhou quickly caught her and put her on the bed.

When the muffled laughter sounded, Wen Jin weakly pushed his hand away.

"Do not touch me."

Shen Xunzhou smiled generously, lowered his head and kissed her thin lips: "Mrs. Shen, did I pass the test?"

Wen Jin blocked his fingertips from touching his face: "You've graduated, you can go away."

"That won't work," the man leaned over and nuzzled her, "I don't think I'm good enough academically. I should stay and continue my studies."

Mr. Shen thinks he used the word "further study" very well.

It was so good that when Wen Jin woke up, it was already the next day.

Early in the morning, I felt that my blood circulation was blocked, so I called Manying to come in and run a bath. After taking a bath, I slowly came to my senses.

When I went out in my pajamas, I thought Shen Xunzhou should have already gone to the company.

Unexpectedly...Shen Xunzhou occupied the restaurant, Zhou Jin sat opposite him, and brought a few secretaries to wait for Shen Xunzhou to sign the contract.

Hearing footsteps, Zhou Jin looked up and saw Wen Jin had just finished a shower. Her hair was wet and she came out wearing a lace nightgown. The silk material stuck to her body, revealing her perfect chest shape.

In an instant, Zhou Jin's blood began to flow backwards.

Before he could react, Jiang Ge pulled his arm and turned around quickly.

Seeing the two people's strong reactions, Shen Xunzhou turned around and looked at them...